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Date Posted: 20:11:56 10/15/06 Sun
Author: Reese
Subject: Inside
In reply to: Braden 's message, "inside" on 19:53:57 10/15/06 Sun

(She rolled her eyes as he draped an arm over her eyes, and a tiny part of her wanted to.. tickle him.. or something. Their relationship was becoming too somber and it was draining sometimes. He was always sighing and shifting and just plain down in the dumps. Though she really couldn't blame him for all he went through, she was starting to feel like maybe he was depressed and needed to talk to someone. She shifted and slid down the bed and onto her feet, pushing her hair back again and looking over at him.) Okay.. well, don't worry about rushing or anything.. I'm in no hurry. (She said softly, then left him, going into her room and digging through her clothes for clean underwear, pulling out a pair of tightfit terrycloth cargo pants in a soft shade of grey and a matching tank and hoodie before going into the bathroom. A half an hour later and she was clean and dressed and feeling a little more relaxed. She picked up the romance novel she'd been reading and curled up in the oversized armchair in her room, tucking a blanket around her and drawing her knees up to her chest. She never opened the book, just pulled the blanket closer and sat there for a moment thinking, breathing in the scent of him that still clung to the blanket she had swiped from his room. And within moments she had fallen back to sleep.)

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